Dark Fate Chasing My Rejected Luna Novels & Stories

the Luna started to follow me as I hurried to my room. “If he can’t find me, then he can’t reject me,” I reasoned. A mate bond rejection has to be done face to face and has to be accepted by the rejected for the bond to actually be broken. But once the rejection is made, the bond starts weakening and will disappear completely if not withdrawn within the next three full moons. “Why would Chase reject you?” the Luna looked horrified at the idea. “Because I am not a full wolf, I’m broken,” I stated emotionless. It’s just facts after all.

I nodded slowly, tightening my grip on his hands, “do this for me. I know it's hard but you have t—” “I'm sorry, but I'm not going to accept his rejection.” Lisa's voice suddenly rang out, her eyes swirling with a thousand emotions. She sized me up, her eyes roaming my body, “Luna, why would you suggest such? You know how painful a rejection is. It could kill me.”

I wasn't a Luna anymore. ​The realization hurt worse than the physical wounds. I stared down at my left hand, expecting to see the silver ring Kael had given me three years ago during our mating ceremony. It wasn't a fancy ring—just a simple band of blackened silver with the Blackthorn crest engraved inside—but I had treasured it. I had foolishly believed that when Kael placed it on my finger, he was giving me a promise. ​My hand shook. The ring was still there.

This isn’t right. Bastian chuckles dryly, then comes closer. “Fine. I don’t mind. I, Sebastian Pearce, reject you, Leona Penelope Hawthorne, as my mate and future luna.” When the last word leaves his lips, I feel an excruciating pain in my stomach, like my guts are being pulled out; everything hurts. My chest feels like someone just pulled my heart out, then squeezed it until it popped. “No, Leona, don’t,” Luna Kelly pleads, shaking her head. I fall to my knees, then look at her. Tears fill her beautiful brown eyes.

He was avoiding me so that our bond wouldn’t grow stronger, that way it would be less painful for him when he rejected me after my nineteenth birthday. This revelation wasn’t anything new to me, I had been expecting something like this for a long time. It hurt more knowing it was Adam who was going to reject me though, Adam wanted his mate so badly until he realised it was me. Maybe I should reject him instead, at least that way he wouldn’t have to be alone forever like I would be. “Stop it.” Luna Hartford said, interrupting my downward spiral. “What?”

Even my vision goes blurry as I kneel there on the expensive marble, drowning in agony while they laugh at my pain. As the pack's laughter rings in my ears and my knees buckle from the rejection's agony, Darius turns to Seraphine. She the woman that makes more sense. Tall, elegant and a hundred times the woman I’ll ever be. It made perfect sense, and I was a fool for thinking I had a chance. "I choose you as my Luna," he declares. The last thing I see before darkness claims me is her triumphant smile and the back of the wolf that broke me.

I couldn't fight through the pain of betrayal and so he pulled me to the center of the people who had gathered for the ball. I fell to my knees in humiliation as they held each other closely. Gasps rippled through the crowd. Whispers spread like wildfire. Some looked at me with pity, others with open scorn, as if I were already something broken and discarded. I couldn't bear to look at them so I hung my head. "I, Caleb Parker, the next alpha of the Shadow Hills pack reject you, Rebeccah Smith as my mate and future Luna" Unbearable pain tore through me. And I fell in a heap. I curled into a ball as the pain wracked through me. Unbearable and wicked.

"It’s a Graveyard. It’s built from the memories of every woman who was 'Too Much' and didn't survive the rejection. The First Luna archived the ones she could use... but she dumped the 'Glitches' down here" Beside us, Leo was a shadow of himself. The "First Luna" re-installation had left him with hair as white as salt and eyes that flickered between silver and grey like a failing terminal. He held a single, black butterfly in his palm, his runes pulsing a bruised purple.

He caught it with his thumb. “I love you,” he said, the words simple, absolute, and devastating. “I have loved you since the day you stumbled into the training yard with those too-big boots. I am going to make you my Luna. My mate. My everything. No matter what.” A fragile, impossible hope cracked open in my chest. “What about the alliance? What will you tell your father?” A slow, fierce smile touched his lips. It was the smile I’d dreamed of for ninety lonely nights. “I’ll tell him to fuck off.”

he announced vividly and everyone froze in shock. Smile enveloped my lips as I turned to my father. “I’m ready for this.” I said inwardly, he nodded as if he could hear my thoughts. “But my lord….” one of the Beta wasn’t in adjournment with my father’s decision, he wanted to revolt but my father interrupted him. “Our new Luna is my daughter and she is fit to rule!” His last word gave me courage as I left where I was sitting and walked up to the higher platform. All eyes were on me, waiting for what I had to say and how to address them.